Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

[Error! Unable to calibrate phase offset! Error Unable to calibrate phase offset! ]

[Vector disorder detected! Unable to rollback! Unable to rollback! Polarizer is losing control! ]

[Force restart system... Restart failed! Unable to shut down! Error code stack overflow, unable to shut down! ]

Continuous error prompts appeared one after another in the holy host of the dead warships. The crimson code spread like a plague, turning the originally orderly fleet formation into a group of headless flies. The main thrusters and auxiliary thrusters all lost control. The atrium weapons and side weapons were firing randomly, and the electric blue, fiery red, and emerald green light spots exploded into a ball.

The Mechanical Mother only looked down at them, and the huge dead fleet brought by the Burner killed each other to the point of almost complete destruction.

The Burner's blazing body struggled to crawl out of the terrible annihilation caused by Gauss weapons and phase weapons. His golden eyes flowed with boiling entropy. He glared at the huge humanoid mechanical body that was as big as a gas giant planet. Hatred and anger emerged from the wisdom core of the Star God at the same time.

"How dare you kill them." The Burner's low voice echoed in the vacuum: "How dare you kill them with that evil witchcraft."

"How dare you insult the dignity of the Necrontyr with the crooked ways of the warp!"

The Burner raised his head, opened his arms, and stretched his legs together. His whole body took on a huge cross shape. The terrifying high-temperature flames spread around his body, and the huge cross of flames bloomed in the space.

This is the anger of the gods. The former traveler Anraqir is now infinitely close to a complete Star God!

There was no anger on the merciful face of the Mechanical Mother. She used her hands to push away the ocean currents of the Sea of ​​Souls. Under her influence, the mechanical wreckage scattered throughout the galaxy revived again, like zombies crawling out of the grave. The incomplete bodies and broken gears were forced to operate in an incredible twisted form. The steel torrents like mountains and seas washed away the angry flame cross of the Burner.

[Kill...]

The extermination command of the Rectification Protocol was just generated from the computing center, and it was overwhelmed by the deep red and gorgeous rose-like virus code. The countless psychic signals as numerous as stars poured into the logical management layer of the Rectification Protocol in a weird form without any physical contact or signal exchange.

It was hundreds of millions of newborns babbling in the incubator, calling the high Gothic word called "mother".

Mothers are loving and gentle. Mothers give people the initial care of life and growth, and use their full hearts to tolerate the rebelliousness of young people...

There are many images of human mothers, and those newborn brains that have never interacted with people pray for the most beautiful and dreamy one. The most beautiful saints will always exist only in human fantasy.

The same is true for the Virgin Mary.

The Mechanical Virgin Mary's tolerant face showed a sorrow of compassion for the world, and the bright-blooded 0s and 1s jumped on her belly.

[Don't be angry, child, anger will only erode your reason. ]

The Burner was stunned for a moment, and then the flames on His body rose more violently, and he laughed in anger: "You want me not to be angry? You, a deformed monster whose soul has distorted the material, are asking me not to be angry?"

What a irony and blasphemy!

The Burner stretched out his body, and the raging anger was wantonly poured out, but the Mechanical Virgin Mary was neither arrogant nor impatient, and her gentleness like water smoothed out all his tyrannical destruction.

The ghost signal of the Rectification Protocol once again floated in the Amenas galaxy, but this time, its content became extremely strange:

[Child, you have gone astray. ]

[You are sad about the death of your companions, which is the embodiment of your inner kindness. You are a good child, aren't you? ]

[Sadness and resentment are not the whole of life. Only love and tolerance can make your heart peaceful and make friends friendly and harmonious. ]

[Put aside all hatred and pain, be a good child, and don't let your mother down...]

"Whose mother are you!!"

The extreme double-standard remarks of the Rectification Protocol made the Burner furious. Anlaqiel didn't understand how there could be such a shameless existence in the world.

How could someone kill a whole family with a kind face and then persuade people to let go of hatred and pain? To gain inner peace?

The Burner became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and the angrier he thought about it, the angrier he thought about it... He was about to explode.

Just when the Burner was furious about the shameless double standards of the Rectification Protocol, suddenly a strange psychic wave spread from the void. Anraqir was very familiar with this wave.

That was the precursor of the opening of the Webway Gate.

What came out of the opened Webway Gate was another Necrons reinforcement fleet. The sickle-shaped hulls cast by living metal were highly recognizable. However, the arrival of the reinforcements did not make the Burner very happy, because He knew that the Rectification Protocol was no longer the same as it was in the past.

Having obtained the essence of the subspace, she no longer needed physical contact or information upload, but could infect all Necrons hosts out of thin air through the means of the subspace.

"This is a mechanical evil god playing witchcraft! Quickly activate the Black Stone! Shield the subspace! Only in this way can we isolate ourselves from being infected by the virus code!" The Burner impatiently sent a message to the Necrons fleet that came to reinforce.

But this later Undead fleet seemed to have ignored His advice. They did not initiate any anti-subspace measures and rushed directly into the battlefield of Amenas.

"Damn! Can't you hear what I said!" The Burner became even more angry.

In his anger, he seemed to see these ignorant undead souls who did not listen to the advice, going crazy and killing each other like his previous subordinates... Fortunately, none of this happened.

Even if anti-subspace facilities such as the Blackstone Array were not activated, this later Necron fleet was not infected by the Su Zheng virus.

So is the Sovereign Agreement showing mercy?

Not really.

After getting closer, Burner recognized that the flags and emblems flying by this undead fleet did not belong to any known undead dynasty.

The flag of this undead fleet is an abstract geometric figure composed of five line segments of different lengths. Each line segment that makes up this figure is straight when viewed individually, but if you zoom out slightly and look at it as a whole, it looks like a ball of curved wool wrapped into a hollow sphere with ventilation on all sides.

The moment he saw this flag, Burner understood why they were not infected by the Mechanical Evil God's virus.

Because all the dead souls in this fleet are protected by another mechanical evil god.

They are not subjects of a Necron dynasty, nor are they vassals or slaves of anyone. They are free. A group of free Necron with souls gathered together because of the same belief and formed this organization called 'Free People' fanatical religious group.

The abstract geometric flag flutters on the bow of the Freeman organization, which is the symbol of the virtual god they believe in.

-Clay artist.